Xander: "Here's your coffee, brewed from the finest Columbian lighter fluid."
Giles: "Thank you. Horrible."
Xander: "Aren't you supposed to be drinking tea, anyway?"
Giles: "Tea is soothing. I wish to be tense."
Xander: "OK. But you're destroying a perfectly good cultural stereotype here."

Giles: "Look through the Kepler volumes. Any reference to the demon Olvikan: powers, weaknesses, hat size. There has to be something."
Xander: "Still batting zero? But I mean, uh, in cricket?"

Cordelia: "I demand an explanation."
Xander: "For what?"
Cordelia: "Wesley."
Xander: "Uh... inbreeding?"
Cordelia: "So very funny. Any minute, I'm sure to laugh."

Giles: "Buffy no longer needs a watcher."
Cordelia: "But does he have to leave the country? I mean, you got fired and you still hang around like a big loser. Why can't he?"

Angel: "I can't leave you. I was wrong. I need you."
Willow: "Oh! You mean you need Buffy!"
Angel: "Willow?"
Willow: "Yes! Right! Willow!"

Oz: "Any change?"
Willow: "He's delirious. He thought I was Buffy."
Oz: "You, too, huh?"

Mayor: "Murderous little fiend. Did you see what she did to my Faith?"
Angel: "Hadn't made any plans to weep over that one."

Mayor: "Well, looks like somebody's been eating his spinach."

Mayor: "The show's not over, but there will be a short intermission. Don't want to miss the 2nd act. All kinds of excitement."
Angel: "I'll be there."

Xander: "Well, it's just good to know that when the chips are down and things look grim, you'll feed on the girl who loves you to save your own ass."

Xander: "Gosh, I'm really gonna miss him when he leaves town."

Faith: "Miles to go. Little Miss Muffet counting down from 7-3-0."
Buffy: "Great. Riddles."

Buffy: "Is this your mind or mine?"
Faith: "Beats me."

Buffy: "Is Angel here?"
Oz: "He had to go. Got kinda sunny."

Buffy: "That's the basic plan. So. Am I crazy?"
Willow: "Well, crazy is such a strong word."
Giles: "Let's not rule it out though."
Buffy: "You don't think it can be done?"
Giles: "I didn't say that. I might, but not yet."

Cordelia: "I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan."
Oz: "We attack the Mayor with hummus."
Cordelia: "I stand corrected."
Oz: "Just keeping things in perspective."
Cordelia: "Thank you."

Cordelia: "My point is, crazy or not, it's pretty much the only plan. Besides, she's Buffy and she's Slay Gal. Little Miss Likes to Fight. So . . ."
Xander: "I think there was a Yay vote buried in there somewhere."

Xander: "Key? Me? Okay, pride . . . humility . . . and here's the mind-numbing fear. What do I have to do?"

Xander: "Ooo! Rocket launcher?!"

Buffy: "Faith told me to play on his human weakness."
Willow: "Faith told you? Was that before or after you put her in a coma?"
Buffy: "After."
Willow: "Oh."

Cordelia: "Of course! That's it! We'll attack him with germs."
Buffy: "Great! We'll get him cornered and then you can sneeze on him."
Cordelia: "No! No. We'll get a container of Ebola virus and . . . and . . . or, it doesn't even have to be real. We can get a box that says Ebola on it and . . . um . . . chase him!"
(silence)
"With the box."
Xander: "I'm starting to lean towards the Hummus Offensive."
Oz: "They'll never see it coming."

Angel: "At the hospital, he was grieving. Seriously crazed and not just in a homicidal-I-want-to-be-a-demon way."

Wesley: "You haven't an enormous amount of time."
Xander: "Hey! It's Mr. States the Obvious!"

Buffy: "The council is not welcome here. I have not time for orders. If I need someone to scream like a woman, I'll give you a call."

Wesley: "So there is something I can do? Besides . . . scream like a woman?"

Mayor: "The transformation should begin at exactly 3:28. I'll just be finishing my speech. You know, it's too bad you fellows are going to miss that because I think it speaks to every one of us. I mean, heck, I've been working on it for 100 years, it better be good."

Buffy: "You and Xander are going to have to work together now. Can you guys handle that?"
Xander: "I'm still Key Guy, right?"
Buffy: "Right."
Xander: "Great. Then Angel, in his non-Key Guy capacity, can work with me."
Angel: "What fun."
Xander: "Hey, Key Guy's still talking."
Buffy: "Oh that's good. Start bickering. That's gonna work great for us. You guys are like little old ladies."

Mayor: "No snacking! I see blood on your lips and it's a visit to the wood shed for you boys."

Oz: "Who's gonna stoke it up?"
Buffy: "Feel up to it?"
Giles: "I suppose it should be I. Strangely fitting in a grotesque fashion."

Mayor: "Remember, fast and brutal. It's gonna be a whole new world come nightfall, don't want to weaken now. And boys? Let's watch the swearing."

Xander: "Harmony, listen, I need to talk to you for a sec."
Harmony: "You mean in front of other people?"

Wesley: "With Buffy no longer working for the Council, there's really no place for me here."
Cordelia: "Guess not."
Wesley: "No reason to stay."
Cordelia: "No."
Wesley: "No. No cause to hope that . . . I might be needed. . ."
Cordelia: "Needed. . ."
Wesley: "Or wanted . . ."
Cordelia: "Wanted."
[Kiss attempt #1]
[Kiss attempt #2]
Cordelia: "Good luck in England."
Wesley: "Yes, well, I'll drop you a line some time."
Cordelia: "That'd be great."

Oz: "Are you nervous?"
Willow: "Only in a terrified way."
Oz: "We're gonna make it through this."
Willow: "Are you sure?"
Oz: "I sound pretty sure, don't I?"
Willow: "Yeah."
Oz: "Well, then I must be sure."
Willow: "Is that just a comforting way of not answering the question?"

Principal Snyder: "Congratulations to the Class of 1999. You all proved more or less adequate."

Principal Snyder: "This is a time of celebration. So sit still and be quiet. Spit out that gum."

Principal Snyder: "Please welcome our distinguished guest speaker, Richard Wilkins III. I saw that gesture. You see me after graduation."

Mayor: "Well. What a day this is. A special day. Today is our centennial. The 100th anniversary of the founding of Sunnydale. And I know what that means to all you kids. . .Not a darn thing."

Buffy: "My god, he's gonna do the entire speech."
Willow: "Man, just ascend already."
Buffy: "Evil."

Mayor: "It has begun. My destiny. It's a little sooner than I expected. I had this whole section on civic pride. But I guess we'll just skip to the big finish."

Principal Snyder: This is not orderly. This is not discipline. You're on my campus, buddy, and when I say I want quiet, I mean *CHOMP*."

Buffy: "Hey! Remember this? I took it from Faith. Stuck it in her gut. Just slid in her like she was butter. You wanna get it back from me? Dick?"

Mayor: "Well gosh!"

Wesley: "If I could just get something for the pain. It's rather a lot of pain actually. Aspirin? Anyone? Perhaps I could just be knocked unconscious?"

Buffy: "I haven't processed everything yet. My brain isn't really functioning on the higher levels. It's pretty much 'Fire bad. Tree pretty.'"

Giles: "There's a certain dramatic irony attached to all this. A synchronicity that borders on predestination, one might say."
Buffy: "Fire bad. Tree pretty."

Giles: "Must go attend to Wesley. See if he's still whimpering."

Cordelia: "Well, that was the most fun you could have without having any fun. Willow: "What about the part where we kicked some demon ass? I didn't hate that."

Buffy: "If someone could just wake me when it's time to go to college, that'd be great."

Oz: "Guys, take a moment to deal with this. We survived.
Buffy: "It was a hell of a battle."
Oz: "Not the battle. High School. We're taking a moment. And we're done."
Xander: "Well! School's done. That is so cool!"
Willow: "Why do demons even come here? I mean, don't they know how bad we are?"